Escape....kind of

I just passed my harrowing. It was....harrowing. I would have never believed the demon was .... well. I can't say. Others will be expected to pass and if I give it away we could end up with ranks of Maleificar overwhelming the circle.

Despite my honest efforts, a maleficar has run free. I had no idea Jowan was so awful. A part of me is jealous that he is free of his servitude. Mostly I am shocked. He always seemed so meek- he always let me go first, made me ask his questions, check his answers. I would have never dreamed he had the confidence to be a Blood Mage. Then again- i guess it doesn't take much confidence to use others' blood as your fuel for magic. Can you imagine the raw power? The unending supply of energy to preform whatever magic you please? It's so terrible, and.... incredible. It's truly awesome. Sometimes I regret my moral upbringing. The bad guys have more fun.

Somehow, by the amazing politial power of Duncan, I wasn't held responsible for the events of last night. Or maybe i was. Who knows what the real costs of being a Grey Warden are? I'm sure I'll find out the unsavory details once I can no longer turn back. I am probably already incapable of turning back- so those little details should come along any day now.

I met the king. An altogether unsatisfactory experience. More a cocky child than a king. I was polite, but I can't help but express my disgust here. We're supposed to trust HIM with guarding us from the darkspawn? From Orlais? From.... ourselves? Maker help us.